Chapter 330 Sword Sect, Zhang Kuaixue

Zhang Kuaixue's eyes are like bright stars, his spirit is clear and bone-like, and his white clothes are spotless. He looks like a sword fairy who has fallen from the nine heavens. The fierce and terrifying sword intent shot up from his body, raging across the field like a storm. Terrifying.

Looking at the person in front of them, the expressions of Ye Hao and the others changed slightly, and even Han Yaoshi's eyes appeared serious.

Since ancient times, Jianzong has been passed down to the present. He is detached from the outside world, extremely lonely and arrogant, and has such a fierce reputation that no one in the world is afraid of him.

"Are you... the contemporary Jianzong wielding a sword?"

Yun Miaoxuan frowned slightly, and quickly guessed Zhang Kuaixue's identity, her pretty face also turned serious.

Although Jianzong is an immortal orthodoxy, it is rarely born. Only when each generation of sword holders are born will they enter the world and sharpen their swords. They will fight all over the world until they are defeated by their peers in the world. They will reach the top in constant bloody battles , overlooking the sky and the earth.

This is the way of Jianzong, there is only one word, war!

It is precisely because of this that although Yaochi Holy Land and Jianzong belong to the same immortal orthodoxy, in terms of fierce killings, Jianzong is better than Yaochi, and there are few people in the world who can compete shoulder to shoulder.

"Are you from Yaochi?" Zhang Kuaixue glanced at Yun Miaoxuan, nodded slightly and said, "The physique is good."

Yun Miaoxuan's expression became more dignified. Her physique was the same as that of the Queen Mother of the West. She was also an immortal spirit body. There is no limit to the arrogance.

Of course, this is not the case in the eyes of the six emperor-level powerhouses on the side, because when the former fought with them, they hardly said a word, and seemed to be too lazy to make a comment. Underestimated?

However, the strength of the sword bearers of the generation of Jianzong is too terrifying, which makes them angry, but also full of frustration and powerlessness in their hearts.

Zhang Kuaixue clearly only used a sword of ordinary iron, but he cut open their bodies that flowed with the supreme blood. This is enough to prove that his swordsmanship has reached an extremely terrifying level.

Now in the entire Kunlun restricted area, there is probably no one who can compete with Zhang Kuaixue, even if the saint of Yaochi is also from the immortal lineage, she is probably weaker.

"Zhang Daoyou, the Kunlun forbidden zone is dangerous and unpredictable. If you want to hone your sword skills, we can go outside to compete." Yun Miaoxuan's voice was very ethereal, and she regained the charm that the saintess of Yaochi should have.

However, Zhang Kuaixue shook her head when she heard the words, and said calmly: "Don't think too much, the opponent I'm going to pick this time is not you, but him."

As he spoke, his eyes were like two sharp swords, staring at the young man without blinking.

Ye Hao's body tensed up suddenly. At this moment, he seemed to be stared at by a prehistoric monster. His whole body was covered with an unprecedented crisis, and even his scalp was a little tingling.

Zhang Kuaixue's strength is too terrifying, it is simply unfathomable, it can be said that he is the first person Ye Hao has met so far among his generation.

But the words of the former made the faces of the six emperors on the side dumbfounded, with strong confusion appearing in their eyes.

Zhang Kuaixue didn't challenge the holy girl of Yaochi, but a slave boy instead?

Could it be that the slave cultivator is stronger than the Yaochi saint?

This is the greatest joke in the world!

"Hehe, it seems that the so-called Jianzong knows how to stay weak and avoid strong when holding a sword."

"It's no wonder, after all, the saints of Yaochi come from the Immortal Dao Lineage, so who is sure to win?"

"It's really ugly to lose, but isn't Brother Zhang too shameless to choose this opponent?"

...

The six emperors all sneered. They were defeated by Zhang Kuaixue and were blocked from exploring the deepest part of the restricted area, so they were naturally resentful.

Zhang Kuaixue didn't pay attention to their sneers, and just glanced at them lightly. The six people were like ducks strangled by their necks, and their voices stopped abruptly.

Although the eyes of the former were calm and indifferent, the six emperor-level powerhouses had no doubts. If they said one more word, they might not be able to say a word again in the future.

As the supreme bloodlines and emperor's sons, others really dare not kill them, but if they are lunatics like Jianzong, they really have no idea.

"Go ahead."

Zhang Kuaixue's eyes turned to Ye Hao again, the sword intent around her body seemed to be able to tear the sky, it was extremely terrifying.

"Is it okay not to fight?"

Ye Hao smiled wryly, he had already heard too much about the fierce name of Jianzong from Shen Jiuyou's mouth, especially that Jianzong held a sword, and he was a monster crawling out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

The most important thing is that he and Jianzong have no grievances at all, and they really don't want to face such an opponent.

"You made a mistake. I'm not here to challenge, but to kill." Zhang Kuaixue's face remained calm, "If you don't make a move, you will die."

Ye Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, while Han Yitian couldn't help pointing at the six emperors beside him, and said, "You're targeting people! Why aren't the six of them dead?"

The faces of the six emperors changed drastically, wishing to slap Han Yitian to death.

"For a person whose belief in invincibility has been destroyed, what is the difference between being alive and dead?"

Zhang Kuaixue said lightly, since the moment the six emperors surrendered, they were already dead in his eyes.

It was said that the complexions of the six emperors were constantly changing. As the supreme bloodlines and emperor-level arrogance, they naturally have the courage to suppress the same generation in the world.

However, how many people can maintain this arrogance when they are really close to death?

"What a sword maniac!"

The corner of Han Yitian's mouth twitched, and he cursed bitterly.

Ye Hao was silent, and finally heaved a long sigh. He might not have the belief of invincibility, but he didn't want to die.

In the same way, the young man's arrogance prevented him from bowing his head and begging for mercy.

The fierce reputation of Jianzong is indeed terrifying, and the sword bearer of Jianzong is even more powerful than his peers, and he is unparalleled.

But so what?

"If you want to fight, then fight!"

As Ye Hao's words fell, it seemed like a giant dragon awakened in his body, and a vast and terrifying force rose up from the sky, causing the expressions of the six emperor-level powerhouses in the distance to change drastically.

How could a slave have such terrifying power? !

This kind of power, even if they are of the supreme blood, they all feel depressed for a while!

Even the saintess of Yaochi, with deep surprise in her beautiful eyes at this moment, she knew that the young man was not weak, but she never expected to have such terrifying power, it seemed that even she was faintly invincible.

"My feeling was right."

Zhang Kuaixue grinned, her teeth were white, and her handsome face was hot. It seemed that the stronger Ye Hao was, the more excited he was.

The cultivation of Jianzong, born for war, is indeed crazy.

Rumble!

When Ye Hao walked out of the cave, the wind swept through the clouds, and the blood in the sky was accompanied by a mighty eruption of spiritual power. The black clothes were hunting and hunting, and the momentum was monstrous.

"It didn't disappoint me!"

Zhang Kuaixue's white clothes beat the snow, and the surging sword energy soared into the sky, splitting the sky, even drawing a long crack in the void.

In the next moment, the two erupted, like two bolts of lightning, and like two shooting stars splitting the void.

Banged together.